Visionary

I keep a shooter incase that we ride I told my brothers let's go out to war I told my grandma we gotta go hard I keep me a hundred whenever I walk Came out from nothing i gotta go smart Came out from nothing my mama she cried I told all my niggas this life is job The more time you work you get paid after all Vision is clear everything is so smart Money too long I got guns on the couch I came from nothing I saw all this dark I told her we loving this life that we got Nigga this shit is worth all my life Knowing the devil might take out my heart I'm going hard and hard and hard We came out from nothing we gotta go hard yea I been getting lotta checks in my jeans yeah yeah I been popping lotta pills in this bitch yeah yeah Getting all fucked up coz we partying all day Baby it's a drop top I be coming your way I been running from my demons I been running out of breath I been trapping really hard got me feeling insane I been through a lot shit got me feeling this pain Finna say what's on my mind I picking fights with my brain Yeah I'm going so dumb right now I'm hope that you proud right now Coz I'm going hard right now Now everywhere that we gon go The bitches they say that we hot Got the mane on me it's a goal I been feeling alright in the ghost Then I'm passing my nigga the smoke When I'm high I don't choke on the smoke Told my nigga I Jay let's make a toast Got my niggas like migos on go Got my demons with me on the road We steady out chilling like folks When it rains it pours I can't sell my soul ohh oh I keep a shooter incase that we ride I told my brothers let's go out to war I told my grandma we gotta go hard I keep me a hundred whenever I walk Came out from nothing i gotta go smart Came out from nothing my mama she cried I told all my niggas this life is job The more time you work you get paid after all I keep a shooter incase that we ride I told my brothers let's go out to war I told my grandma we gotta go hard I keep me a hundred whenever I walk Came out from nothing i gotta go smart Came out from nothing my mama she cried I told all my niggas this life is job The more time you work you get paid after all I been getting lotta checks in my jeans yeah yeah I been popping lotta pills in this bitch yeah yeah Getting all fucked up coz we partying all day Baby it's a drop top I be coming your way I been running from my demons I been running out of breath I been trapping really hard got me feeling insane I been through a lot shit got me feeling this pain Finna say what's on my mind I picking fights with my brain